There's a WANKER in my garden.

This wanker was in my garden when I got home from getting groceries. He loves to lick my muddy sneakers and sniff at my smelly socks.  I leave my wet sneakers just outside my door when I go to bed. When I wake up and step outside the sneakers are licked clean by the abused sneaker fetish lover.


I unexpectedly had to run out and put something away. I know he was wanking when my

sneakers got stuck in the deck. The wood scraped the rubber of the soul of my sneakers and I knew this was the start of the abuse for these stilettos.

lol...